A Daily Self-indulgent Postcolonial/Feminist/Poetry-in-Progress/Culture Blog
I feel emptied out.
My eyes and head hurt.
My whole body hurts.
(But I have a very clean house.)
Take care.
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We picked this spot for Scout's memorial because of the way he'd always come bounding up to greet me around that bend. And while I d...
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Take care.
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